I’m writing. I hadn’t done that in many years and I forced myself to purchase a domain to keep at it. But that’s not really a positive change, that’s a revisit of something I enjoy.
I finally got blonde hair again. But that’s not really a positive change. That’s just a superficial renovation of the exterior. 
I’m a work in progress. I try to change aspects of myself that I feel could be different, but I tend to fall back into bad habits: thinking I should’ve made better choices, feeling bad about not making better choices, and, well, trying to get through this thing called life.
I suppose one positive change is realizing that I’m not making positive changes all the time.
Old traumas resurface and old behavior patterns come along with them. I’m not sure I’m ever going to get it right, but I’m going to try.
Have a good day, everyone.
“It's Amy,” I said. 